And so the team gathered up all supplies, loaded the van and got out of the garage as fast as possible.
All in all it became pretty cozy in a hurry. Scary and Sunkid seemed to have no problem sleeping in close proximity - asked about it Scary just shrugged and mumbled something about sleeping in a small submarine for five weeks.
Their parking place close to one of the dirtiest waste processing plants made sure that only the most desperate or toxic spirit would be willing to come near them. Although Slobbertooth suspected that the filters in their car would need replacing after this night.
Murphy's Laws of Combat: 46. If you can't remember, the Claymore is pointed towards you.
Seattle, Tacoma, May 6th, evening
It was early evening, just a few hours before their meeting with Tanja Vashnopoya. The team had found a small coffin hotel where they could fresh up and make themselves presentable. Scary used the time to prepare a few infos on Vashnopoya's lair:
"...and here you see the front of the building. Used to be an apartment block, but one of the renters experimented with explosives and blew up himself and half of the back of the building. It was never really repaired. Instead some genius thought they could sand it down and put some kind of Transpex over the damaged side. Makes for a very confusing layout in the upper stories but you have a good view of the yard.
Her offices are at the top floor, next to the elevator. We'll have to check our weapons at base level before we are allowed up. Pistols should be no problem though, Benny her security guy is a homophobe, so he never gets to close to the crotch area with his pat downs - unless you are a girl. Sorry bnc."